Archive for July, 2009

I have begun!

July 23, 2009

Yesterday, I spent two hours having V (and that is the name both you and I will know him by) of Moogi explaining to me how I will be entering SUPERNATURAL into Moogi’s database.  Was I nervous?  YES!  Was I confused?  YES!  Was the amount of information he gave me over those two hours enough to make me wonder if I was biting off more than I can chew?  Hell, yes!

Then I remembered–years ago, I used to arise at 3:30 AM, take my laptop into my living room, fire up my VCR (remember those?), and write a review/synopsis of two episodes per day, five days a week!  That’s 10 half hour episodes per WEEK!  It was including bits of dialogue, my own wry commentary.  I had to stop the recorder and go back, listen to what I missed, take notes, type dialog verbatim!  Imagine–DARK SHADOWS was 1,224 episodes, and I sat and did that with every single one!

Was I crazy?  Yes, but I loved that damn show that much, as much as I now love SUPERNATURAL, and I think I can handle doing what V wants done one episode per WEEK!

V asked me to work on one episode from season 3, since I have the DVD, so I requested “A Very SUPERNATURAL Christmas.”  It’s one of my favorite eps, it has lots of brotherly love–and so many mentions of pagan gods and lore that I barely could understand!  That might be a problem, but I’ll figure it out.  V wants me to dig out all the little bits of detail and information hidden in every episode, like digging out gems. It’s a lot easier to see what I’m talking about than to understand it from my description here.  Go to Moogi.com, please and you’ll see what’s going on.  I snagged SUPERNATURAL, and I am ecstatic!

Son Brad is still on his cruise; no news to report there.  He hasn’t called since last time to tell me how much fun he’s having.  Hey, I wish he was here and I was there.  God, I love cruising!

My older dog, Snaps, is having trouble walking and I’m very worried about him.  He’s going to get clipped Saturday and then I’m getting him to the vet.  I think he’ll feel a lot better after he’s washed and clipped.  The eye we had operated on looks pretty good, but he always gets a rash in the summer on his back, and the only thing that works on that is a bath in this special shampoo we bought for him.  He’s going to be 14 on August 20th, no longer a youngster.  He still loves eating scraps from the dinner table (a bad habit DADDY taught him as a  puppy), and walking on a leash.  I take him and his brother (that would be biting Bugsy) out once daily, other times they have our fenced-in yard to enjoy and run around in.

So I sat down with the DVD of  “A Very SUPERNATURAL Christmas” and got about halfway through it, noting when the scenes began and ended (not my favorite portion of this project; they want the exact begin and end time, minutes and seconds) and what happened in each scene.   I love synopsizing episodes, always have, but Moogi is going to give those who come to the site so much more bang for their buck!

Last night, Dan and I went to Giovanni’s Wednesday night pasta dinner special.  When we moved here in 1988, it was only $5.95, but today it’s $9.95 for salad, a choice of 40 different pasta dishes, cheesecake and coffee.  I almost always have linguini with red clam sauce and Dan chose spaghetti with meatballs.  Yummy!  I skipped the cheesecake since I’m trying to be good, dietwise.

Speaking of which, when she saw his terrible A1C, Dr. Jacob put Dan on a shot of insulin this past Monday.  Since he started taking it, in addition to watching his food intake, his sugars have been PERFECT.  I’m happy for him.  My last A1C was worse than my previous one, which is why I’m being much more careful in what I’m eating.   The pasta we ate last night was the very worst food we’ve ingested in quite a while.  Tonight, I’m making salmon.

Love, Robin

July 20, 2009

I was SO SICK when I got home last night, I laid in the lounge chair, unable to budge.  I asked Dan for a garbage can or something else I could vomit into, so terrible was the nausea in my belly.  He handed me the big brown bowl in which we usually keep fruit.  I did my best to refrain from vomiting, not wanting to upchuck the pills I’d taken while out with Jess.

Truthfully, I should have stayed home, but dizzies or not, I’d promised Jess that I’d go to the movies and out for a bite to eat with her, and I didn’t want to break my promise.  I was feeling overly full and dizzy after eating at the Mediterranean restaurant with Dan, but I gave myself a few moments to rest before driving over to Jess’ house, thinking I’d be OK if I relaxed and rested a bit.

Driving while dizzy is never a good thing, but I felt confident in my control over the car.  I had asked Jess to drive from her house to the theater, so I felt better that I wasn’t driving the entire way there.  Her dad seemed to feel we should be going to the beach instead of the movies on such a perfect day, but just the thought of lying in the hot sun made my stomach lurch and my head do plies.

Jess drove us to the theater behind Starbucks, where we saw THE HANGOVER.  It was raunchy and funny, but I realized early on that I wasn’t in the mood for it.  I sensed I would have been belly laughing had I been feeling better; as it was, I was forcing my guffaws and giggles.  The movie WAS really funny, but I wasn’t able to appreciate it in the state I was in.

Afterwards, we went across the street to Panera Bread.  I ordered a cinnamon twist (very sweet) and coffee.  It was early, about 4:30, but I took all my medicine before enjoying the bun and coffee.  Jess and I had a nice, breezy conversation in our nice seat by the window, but my stomach started showing its displeasure shortly after I’d eaten, roiling and paining me.

After Jessie finished eating her chocolate chip bagel, we left.  I really thought I was going to pass out when we climbed out of her car.  I was all right driving home in mine, but I stumbled into my house and planted myself in the lounge chair, feeling as if my brain were spinning uncontrollably in my skull.

Feeling as if my blood sugar were low, I carefully, slowly ate a few small biscuits of Mini Shredded Wheat.  I felt a bit better.  I ate a few more.  I watched TRUE BLOOD and HUNG with one eye open, trying to stay awake.

Dan complained about the tiny, gnat-like bugs plaguing our house.  He wants them GONE, NOW, NOW!

I told him in a strange-hounding voice that I was dying and didn’t give a shit about the damn bugs; leave me alone!

It took a tremendous effort and several stops to urge my surging stomach to work my way upstairs, where I collapsed on my bed, gave myself my insulin injection and drank a few sips of water.  Realizing I had to use the toilet, I cursed, bounced off the walls making my way in there, sat half on and half off the toilet, did what I had to do, and nearly pitched forwards, my head narrowly missing the floor.

How was YOUR Sunday night, my friends?

Love, Robin

Harry Potter Again!

July 19, 2009

Dan and I ate breakfast at Krisch’s this morning, where they had new menus with higher prices. Our waitress, a stranger to us, apparently screwed up our order and we weren’t served breakfast for more than half an hour.  We complained about that to a waitress we’ve known there for many years who has apparently gotten promoted, and she only charged us for one breakfast, which was kind of nice.  As diabetics who’ve already taken our meds, we really can’t be left waiting too long to be served.  Plus I had to ask twice for water and our juices.

Dan, our friend Scott and I went to see Harry Potter today.  It was good, not great, but I wasn’t feeling that well, so maybe I just wasn’t able to fully appreciate it.  Afterward, Scott kept talking and spilling spoilers that were getting me so angry at him!  Did he have to tell us who DOESN’T kill Voldemort?  Did he HAVE to tell us that the person who DOES kill Voldemort is just the PERFECT person to do so?  I hate people who feel compelled to spoil, even veiled spoilers!

I woke up with the dizzies this morning.  It might have been the extreme humidity; we haven’t put the air conditioners in the windows yet.

Dan went out to get us food from Giovanni’s.  Even though I was suffering from the world’s worst case of heartburn, I had him get me a chicken roll with extra tomato sauce.  Every bite I swallowed was like a sword in my gut!  Then again, anything I ate would have made me feel equally horrible.

I should have just stayed in bed and slept today; it would have made the dizzies fade and most likely eased my heartburn, too.

Not the world’s most exciting day, but I did enjoy HARRY POTTER.  Those kids are growing up so cute!

Love, Robin

All About Brad

July 17, 2009

Brad, 26, is the kid I gave birth to on April 24, 1983, for those of you not in the know.  He’s the light of my life, the apple of my eye, all those corny cliches.

I awakened very early this morning to hit the computer because I knew I’d be taking him to his friend’s house in preparation for heading to the docks to catch his very first cruising ship.  Yup, my baby is heading off on his first cruise today, to Bermuda.  It’s a 10 dayer, too long, IMHO, for a first cruise, but he’s joining a friend of his and his parents, who urged their son to invite Brad and another friend to come along.  So three horny bachelors will be prowling this Princess cruise for chicks.

When Brad asked me to quiz him on last minute items he might need, I asked, “Did you bring any condoms?”  “Yes,” he answered quickly, then eyed me suspiciously.  “THAT’S the first thing you thought of?” he demanded incredulously, “not my insulin, passport, license, diabetes supplies, suntan lotion–CONDOMS?”

“I saw you’d packed everything else,” I said, “but the condoms you would have hidden from me, so I asked about those.”

He gave me a dirty look, but I WAS right.

Brad also gave me his Power of Attorney in case his lawyer called and wanted me to go to contract on the house he’s trying to buy.  There have been so many problems connected with this damn house in Wantagh!  It’s a gorgeous place, but when Brad had it looked over by a very detailed inspector, the guy found problems with the electricity (not 200 amps, as claimed, but 100); a brick wall needs to be completely rebuilt (for about $4,000); the deck in the backyard has no CO and wasn’t build to code); and the apartment built in the basement has a toilet that is issuing the odor of shit,

Anyway, the owners are getting a CO for the deck, but will most likely be taking down the pool, which Brad says he doesn’t mind because he can only use it three months out of the year, anyway.

The original asking price for the house was $415,000, and they agreed to let it go for $400,000.  That’s a great price for a house here on Long Island, New York, believe it or not.  It has three bedrooms and two full baths.  Plus the basement apartment has its own entrance from outside and could easily be used to bring in rental income, if Brad wants.  His friend Mark, who is very unhappy living at home, wants to move in with Brad and pay him rent.  Perhaps he can take the basement apartment and share the kitchen.

I REALLY don’t want to go to contract in Brad’s place.  For one thing, I’m very nervous about doing something I feel HE should be doing; I want him to take on ALL the scary experiences that go with purchasing a home.  For another, the signing will take place in Queens, and I don’t want to drive someplace I’ve never been before!  I get scared doing that, and usually, very lost, too!

However, I will do anything for my baby boy, who, at 26, still seems like a little boy to me.  Sure, he’s a teacher making more money in a year than I will ever see, but it’s hard for me to get past memories of that chubby-cheeked blue eyed boy who played for hours lining up his Matchbox cars on the kitchen floor.

Plus he has no idea how to cook!  He’s going to sit at the table in his own kitchen, waiting for some magic to occur and food to magically appear in front of him!

Love, Robin

Welcome to Moogi

July 16, 2009

Beginning shortly, I will be working for Moogi, a new web site.

This is a TV-dedicated site where I will be able to write about my favorite show, SUPERNATURAL, and as you can imagine, I am ecstatic!  I’ll be taking each episode of the show, dissecting it in unique ways that will fascinate both me and my fellow fans, I’m sure.

For further insight into what to expect, please check out Moogi for yourself.  Joining is required, but it’s free, and I’m sure you’ll enjoy this site tremendously!

Go to:  http://www.moogi.com/

Please join me, my friends–come to Moogi and see where my love for SUPERNATURAL has taken me!

Love, Robin